Disclaimer: Buffy and Company are the property of Warner Bros. and Joss Whedon. Rose, Jack and their Titanic story line are property of Paramount Pictures, Twentieth Century Fox and James Cameron.
SPOILERS: This fan fic gives away some very important parts of the ending to Titanic! If you haven't seen Titanic you may want to consider watching it before reading this story!
Note: This story takes place after the werewolf episode.
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Part Three
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Cordellia, Xander and Willow waited outside of Oz's house next to his father's boat that had been hitched up to the back of Oz's van. The night was cool and silent besides the whining of a certain high school student.
"What's taking Oz so long?" asked Cordellia. "Did he get lost in his own house or something?"
"Calm down Cordellia, I'm sure he'll come out soon," said Xander.
"I will not calm down," said Cordellia. "Something fishy is going on here. Why hasn't he turned on the yard lights yet?"
"Because," answered Oz as he poked his head around the boat startling the other three, "I wanted to make sure my father was working the night shift. I don't want him to find out we took the boat."
"What do you mean Oz? I thought you said we could borrow it," said Willow.
"Well we can, in that my father can't find out about it kind of way," replied Oz.
"So let me clarify, we're stealing it," said Xander.
"Does that bother you?" asked Oz.
"Actually I find it rather exhilarating running from the law," replied Xander.
"Oh yeah, you're quite the fugitive Xander," said Cordellia.
"That's enough guys, we've got to get the boat to the docks," reminded Willow.
"Oh I don't think you're going far," boomed the loud voice of a vampire that stood in front of the entrance to Oz's house.
Four more vampires appeared around the edges of the boat. Xander yelled for everyone to climb into the boat and everyone immediately complied. Oz handed Willow and Xander the oars his father kept in the boat in case the motor went dead. They began to swat at the vampires with them. Cordellia picked up a fishing rod and did the same.
"This isn't going to hold them off!" shouted Xander.
"I have an idea," said Oz as he started digging through the compartment in the front of the boat.
"Hurry Oz!" screamed Willow. A vampire climbed in the boat and walked behind Willow, ready to pounce.
"Duck Willow!" shouted Oz.
Willow instantly obeyed as Oz aimed a pistol like weapon at the vampire. He pulled the trigger and a flare shot out of the barrel setting the vampire on fire. He went to the side of the boat and fell off, screaming as he ran away in flames.
"Anyone else want to end up a Kentucky Fried Vampire?" asked Xander to the remaining vampires who turned and fled.
"Oz, you did it!" praised Willow as she hugged him tightly. "It was just like in my dreams when the handsome knight rides in on his horse and uses his sword to save me from the evil dragon, except there wasn't a horse or a sword or a dragon for that matter, but you know what I mean."
"Yeah," replied Oz as he hugged Willow back. "Where do you suppose all those vampires came from anyway?"
"They must have trailed us," replied Xander.
"This isn't good," said Cordellia. "If they trailed us then they must have trailed Buffy too."
"Only I bet Buffy doesn't have a emergency flare gun with her," said Xander. "We got to get back there before the vamps do." With that everyone piled into Oz's van. When the doors were shut the van sped off towards the docks with the boat trailing behind it.
* * *
Giles tapped his foot impatiently as he checked his watch for the sixth time. "They certainly are taking their time."
"Easy Giles, I'm sure they didn't forget," said Buffy. She turned to Jack and noticed he had smoked four cigarettes in the last twenty minutes. "You okay?"
"Yeah, just a little nervous," said Jack.
"Listen Jack, I know that Willow said you'd go back and die, but you must promise me you'll survive," said Buffy.
"Indeed," agreed Giles. "History is not written in stone, as your presence here reminds us. Rather it's a never ending work that goes under constant revisions."
"So promise me that you won't willingly accept death. Promise me you'll survive," said Buffy.
Jack stared at the blond and her companion looking for some sign of doubt in their eyes about what they were saying. But there wasn't any. He closed his eyes and softly muttered, "I promise."
"Whether he wants to accept death or not doesn't really matter, I'll see to that," said a familiar voice as Angel stepped out into the light.
"Angel," cursed Giles.
"So Buffy, have you enjoyed posing for him?" asked Angel.
"What?" responded Buffy puzzled.
"Well I just figured that a girl who likes to take her clothes off for a guy as much as you do, would love to have an artist like him around," said Angel.
"Is he suggesting what I think he's suggesting?" asked Giles.
"Jack, you do nude portraits?" asked Buffy.
"Not all the time," argued Jack feebly.
"But more times than you ever should have," said Spike as he walked out next to Angel. "Dru may have thought it was funny, but I don't really care for having someone else getting a good look at what my pet has to offer."
"The body is a beautiful thing. There's nothing wrong with displaying it," said Jack.
"True, but you know what else is beautiful?" asked Spike as he waved his hands and a group of seven vampires emerged from the shadows. "Watching all the people you hate die. Kill them!"
The vampires started to attack Buffy and company. Two came towards Buffy. One punched her and the other swept her off her legs. She fell on her back. They bent down to grab her and she kicked them both in the head. They staggered backwards and she jumped back to her feet. She looked around and saw Giles stake one vampire as he held the others off with a cross. Jack punched the vampire that came at him then kicked him in the stomach. He was about to stake the vampire when Spike grabbed him from behind.
"Say good-bye to you're little friend," said Spike as he bared his teeth.
"Then you can say good-bye to yours," responded Xander who held the flare gun to Angel's back.
"Go ahead Xander, guns can't hurt me," sneered Angel.
"Oh I beg to differ," said Xander. "This is a flare gun and as I recall they still haven't invented the fire proof vampire."
"So what's it going to be Spike?" asked Willow.
Spike looked at Jack then back at Angel and decided that the later would be more useful to him in the long run. He shoved Jack on the ground.
"Now call off your men," demanded Xander.
"Everyone back off," ordered Spike.
The vampires quickly faded into the night. Spike walked over to where Angel and Xander were. "I held up my end of the bargain. Now it's your turn," said Spike. Xander shoved Angel towards Spike and together they walked off blaming each other for their defeat.
"How can we be sure they won't come back?" asked Oz.
"I don't think Spike and Angel were counting on the rest of you showing up here," said Giles. "They won't want to try fighting us again now that the odds are more even."
"Why didn't you shoot him Xander," asked Cordellia. "I mean who cares if you lied to them to do it?"
"That would be wrong. We're the good guys and we have to uphold certain morals or we'd be hypocrites," said Xander. "Besides we didn't have any flares left. Oz used up the only one we had back at his house." Cordellia rolled her eyes in disgust.
"I'd hate to play cards with you," said Jack with a smile. "You must have one hell of poker face to pull something like that off."
"I hate to mention it, but we'd probably better get going," said Giles.
"I'll bring the boat around," said Oz as everyone became silent, lost in their own thoughts.
* * *
Jack slowly submerged himself in the water as he stepped down the ladder attached to the side of the boat. He took a final look at the Slayer and her friends as the sound of Giles incantation filled the deadly calm of the sea air. He'd said his good-byes and he had no regrets, but the words Buffy had said to him as he left the boat echoed in his ear, "Never let go of your promise Jack." He heard those words over and over as the water swept him under.
The temperature of the water dropped dramatically as he fought to break his way back to the surface. His head came up out of the ocean and he noticed that everyone in the water was in hysterics around him. Screaming could be heard from everywhere, but one scream took priory over the others. Rose was calling his name. He swam towards her voice and found a man trying to use her as his life preserver.
"Get off her! Get off her!" yelled Jack as he punched the man in the head. The man released Rose.
"You okay?" asked Jack.
"Yes," replied Rose.
"I need you to swim for me Rose," said Jack. They started swimming and found a large piece of wooden debris floating in the water. Jack helped Rose on top of the wood and tried to get on it with her. It started to tip under his weight, so he got off. He swam to the side of the debris and held onto it. "It's gonna be okay Rose. The boats will be back any minute now," assured Jack.
As the time passed on Jack and Rose could feel their bodies begin to lose the battle to the cold as their limbs became numb and their teeth chattered.
"It's getting quiet," observed Rose.
"The boats are just getting organized. They'll be here soon," replied Jack.
"I can't feel my body."
"Just hold on a little longer."
"Jack, I love you."
"Don't you do that! Don't you say your good-byes. You're not going to die here. Not now, not like this. You're going live. You're going to go on. You're going to make lots and lots of babies. You're going to die an old lady warm in her bed. Winning that ticket was the best thing that ever happened to me. It brought me to you. And I'm thankful for that Rose, I'm thankful." Buffy's words ran through his mind. "So you must do me this honor. You must promise me that you'll survive. Promise me and never let go of that promise no matter how bad things seem, no matter how hopeless."
"I promise."
"And never let go."
"I'll never let go Jack, I'll never let go."
* * *
"And with that Jack set his head down to rest. Little did he know it would be for the last time," read Willow off an Internet version of Rose's memoirs. "The story goes on to tell about the rescue boat that came not long after and how Rose was brought to America. She changed her name to Rose Dawson in memory of Jack and to shed away all those parts of her life she hated before him."
"So he froze to death," said Xander.
"I hear it's not an awful way to go," said Oz. "You just fall asleep and never wake up."
"I wonder what happened to that necklace in that story?" asked Cordellia as everyone glared at her. "What? What did I say?"
"Never mind Cordy, just look at this picture," said Xander as he handed her a photo.
"Jesse's back," said Cordellia with a smile as Xander stepped behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. He looked at the picture over her shoulder.
"Sleep well pal," said Xander solemnly.
"Well, we did what we could," said Giles. "I suppose we should all go home and get sleep now."
"Someone already is," said Oz as he pointed to Buffy who had her head nestled comfortably on top of her arms.
"Poor Buffy, she must have fallen asleep while I was reading Rose's story," said Willow.
"Wonder what she's thinking?" asked Oz.
"Maybe she has a handsome knight dream of her own," suggested Willow.
"Should we wake her?" asked Xander.
"Let's leave her be for a bit," answered Giles.
* * *
Buffy found herself in Angel's apartment. She hadn't been there for more than a moment when Angel jumped in front of her with his game face on. She wanted to fight him, to run away, but she couldn't do anything but wait. Angel leaned towards her neck and was about to bite her when an arrow whizzed through the air stabbing Angel through the heart and turning him to dust. Buffy looked around to see who had saved her and saw another Angel with his human face smile at her. He had an empty crossbow in his hands. He kissed the ring on his hand that was the companion of her own and faded from the room.
"Angel!" screamed Buffy. "Where are you going!"
"He's waiting Buffy," said a familiar voice from behind her. She swung around and found Jack standing there with a beautiful red hared woman holding his hand.
"Jack!" exclaimed Buffy.
The couple smiled at Buffy and mouthed thank you as they faded away in the same manner as Angel had. "He's waiting," whispered Buffy to herself. She took some comfort in those words. Buffy knew this wasn't the end of her nightmares, but it was a place to start. Angel was waiting for her and even if by some strange chance her heart found a way to love someone again, there would always be a part of her waiting to meet him too. She walked to the door and left the apartment.
THE END
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